Alli's Perspective
"No, I don't like this one," the real estate agent's face tensed in frustration
while Keaton's face dropped in sadness. "Alli I thought you wanted a nice,
normal house. You didn't want a big one," Keaton suggested trying to change my
mind. All day, Keaton and I have been going back and forth about which house to
move in too. I'm sure the real estate agent was probably ready to drop us. "I
changed my mind," my eyes smiled. "I want a castle." "Alli," Keaton voice
dropped in shock. "We can go to the next one," I smiled to the agent and climbed
into the car. He and Keaton both stifled a groan.
Keaton's Perspective
"This is a beach mansion er castle sized house." The agent stopped the car.
"It's priced at about $9 million...." The agent kept talking but Alli slowly
climbed out of the car in amazement. She walked slowly closer to the house in
wonder, but almost as if the house would disappear if she wasn't careful. I knew
immediately this was the one she was gonna choose. "This," she breathed out. I
gulped. "Okay baby. It's all yours," I wrapped my hands around her waist. Out of
the corner of my eye I saw the agent fold his hands, thanking God for this to be
over. A month later, we would be moving in.
Keaton's Perspective
"Alli what is all this?" I picked up a furry pink mirror. "It's stuff for the
house," she was sorting through a box, pulling out all sorts of crowns and pink
and cheetah print things. "Alli we don't need all this," I insisted. "Our house
has to look like a Princess's since it is a castle," Alli said this so casually.
"Oh and by the way, I called the painter and told him to paint our room and
bathroom, Peachy Pink." "Alli!!!" I groaned, pulling her onto the bed with me.
Alli's Perspective
"Keaton this is our fairytale remember. I want this house to reflect that. I
ordered these cute matching pillows and blankets. It's going to be perfect, I
promise." I kissed Keaton's cheek. He just nodded off to sleep so I skipped down
the stairs trying to find CeCe. "Hey Wes," I cheered as my fingers skimmed the
back of the couch. "Hey," he mumbled. "What's up?" I asked, knowing something
was wrong. "So your really moving with Keaton?" He ignored my question. "Uhm
yeah," I answered confused. "Why?" Wesley just closed his laptop and huffed out
the door. Still confused, I waltzed into the Office where I found CeCe on the
computer with Max on the floor playing with his toys. "Hey Ceec," I sing songed
picking up Max. "Hey buddy," I said in a high pitched voice. "Hi," CeCe greeted
me back, turning away from her work. "What's up?" "Nothing, I was just wondering
